Loser (X Factor Performance)
In the time of shimpazees i was a monkey.
Butane in my veins and I'm out to cut the junkie
With the plastic eyeballs, spray-paint the vegetables
Dog food skulls with the beefcake pantyhose
Someone came in saying I'm insane to complain
About a shotgun wedding and a stain on my shirt
Don't believe everything that you breathe
You get a parking violation and a maggot on your sleeve
So shave your face with some mace in the dark
Saving all your food stamps and burning down the trailer park
Soy un perdedor
I'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me?
Soy un perdedor
I'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me?
The forces of evil in a bozo nightmare
Ban all the music with the phony gas chamber
Cause one's got a weasel and the other's got a flag
One's on the pole, shove the other in a bag
With the rerun shows and the cocaine nose-job
The daytime crap of the folksinger slob
He hung himself with a guitar string
A slab of turkey-neck and its hanging from a pigeon wing
You can't get right if you can't relate
Trade the cash for the beat for the body for the hate
And my time is a piece of wax falling on a termite
Who's choking on the splinters
Soy un perdedor
I'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me?
(So why don't you kill me?)
Soy un perdedor
I'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me?
So why don't you kill me?
So why don't you kill me?
So why don't you kill me?
So why don't you kill me?
So why don't you kill me?
Butane in my veins and I'm out to cut the junkie
With the plastic eyeballs, spray-paint the vegetables
Dog food skulls with the beefcake pantyhose
Someone came in saying I'm insane to complain
About a shotgun wedding and a stain on my shirt
Don't believe everything that you breathe
You get a parking violation and a maggot on your sleeve
So shave your face with some mace in the dark
Saving all your food stamps and burning down the trailer park
Soy un perdedor
I'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me?
Soy un perdedor
I'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me?
The forces of evil in a bozo nightmare
Ban all the music with the phony gas chamber
Cause one's got a weasel and the other's got a flag
One's on the pole, shove the other in a bag
With the rerun shows and the cocaine nose-job
The daytime crap of the folksinger slob
He hung himself with a guitar string
A slab of turkey-neck and its hanging from a pigeon wing
You can't get right if you can't relate
Trade the cash for the beat for the body for the hate
And my time is a piece of wax falling on a termite
Who's choking on the splinters
Soy un perdedor
I'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me?
(So why don't you kill me?)
Soy un perdedor
I'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me?
So why don't you kill me?
So why don't you kill me?
So why don't you kill me?
So why don't you kill me?
So why don't you kill me?
Credits
Writer(s): Beck Hansen, Carl Stephenson
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Other Album Tracks
- Wildfire (X Factor Performance)
- Shock the Monkey (X Factor Performance)
- Do I Wanna Know? (X Factor Performance)
- Loser (X Factor Performance)
- Stitches (X Factor Performance)
- Umbrella (X Factor Performance)
- L'Italiano (X Factor Performance)
- Amore che vieni amore che vai (X Factor Performance)
- Tutti i miei sbagli (X Factor Performance)
- La libertà (X Factor Performance)
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